Our paths have crossed not once,
But I cannot say I don't know you
When my eyes burn to get lost in your world
   all the nerves beneath my skin crave for your touch_for the fragile cherrylips_.
   My muscles lust for the excitement when my skin kneads your delicate skin  
  I cannot say I don't you know you, when
          my hands ache to explore every inch of your diamond body.